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Winter's Embrace
Cold as body truth, not love brochure.
Winter does not romance you. It embraces the way cold embraces — total, indifferent, asking what you wore, what you forgot, what you still owe the season.
Frost makes breath visible. That is the poetry: proof you are still exchanging air.
Sanctuary is not love only. It is doorway, coat, hand on the thermos, any warmth you earned.
The chill keeps its hold past the threshold.
JV · Dark Heart Labs